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My weekend was AWESOME

I read back on my posts and realize that it’s very rare that I ever post that thought.

Sad.

Anyhoo, my mother and father came to visit this weekend. Why? Well, New Edition was in town and I planned MONTHS in advance so someone could be here so that C-Dub and I could go.  MONTHS.

So anyway, we left Pookah in the capable hands of my parents with explicit instructions from me( ummm yeah, my mother just gave me the look).  And off we went.

Luckily for us, the amphitheater was right around the corner from the house.  Literally: you come off of our street, make 4 lefts and we were there. 5 minutes people.  And we beat all of that traffic because we knew about the back entrance.

It was a BEAUTIFUL evening.

PERFECT weather.

I looked cute( if I say so myself)

He looked handsome. 🙂

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We got off to a rocky start. Maybe because we just don’t get to spend any alone time anymore. And if we do, its a few rushed moments after putting the boy to sleep.

So, it’s hard you know to come back from weeks, no MONTHS of having hi and bye and dinner is on the table conversations.

So, we started out bickering a little as usual. But as the eveing went on, and the music played and we people watched and I saw a few other married couples with kids that we know, I got to thinking.

Other folks do this sort of thing all the time.

I mean, look at my friend:

She is a obstetrician.  She has two boys ( age 3 and 6).  She is on call one or two nights a week, works in the office and still manages to

  • stay in shape
  • look good
  • and go out consistently with her husband

Now, I know for a fact that her parents are still in Lousianna. I know that his visit occasionally. So they are like me and C-Dub…they have no family help in the area. But they have managed, somehow to get a newtwork of folks togethter so that when it’s time for them to go out, they do it. She goes on girls trips, he goes on guys trips..they go on trips together…without the kids…

I realized that our life is not much different from theirs.  So why can they make it work and we can’t?

Hmmmm

Where there is a will there is a way.  Just like I plotted and planned for the night out with New Edition, why can’t I plot and plan out for an occaional night out? An occasional date night once a month at least where the child can eat, play and sleep with someone else?

I don’t know.

But Friday was one of the best date nights we have ever had. The music, the atmosphere, the conversation, the laughter.

I felt…normal….

 

Jen

Sunday 9th of September 2012

I also have a busy day though I still don't have a kid so maybe my definition of "busy" is just "normal" for you. But I think it's important to slow down and listen to YOUR needs for a while. It'll help you destress while maintaining wonderful relationships with your family, friends and especially, your hubby. :P

Saying hi from SITS! I hope you can also visit my blog at http://whyyyjen.blogspot.com.

Jen

Jester Queen

Friday 31st of August 2012

Unrelated PS -- I just realize we use the same Wordpress theme.

Jester Queen

Friday 31st of August 2012

Scott and I have this problem. We've FOUND somebody who will watch our two, but we don't want to abuse it, and then just digging out from under the WORK PILE for long enough to go somewhere together is so HARD. I truly admire your doctor friend who can pull it off. It sounds like she's achieving it without a nanny, too, which is awesome.

hilljean

Thursday 30th of August 2012

Every time we manage to get a date night we say the same thing. Why don't we do this more often? It is SO good for us and I come back feeling revived. Like I got to be me again for a night. Great point!

Evanthia of merelymothers

Thursday 30th of August 2012

Isn't it funny how motherhood gives you a new definition of "normal," and every once in a while, you go out into the "real world," with the rest of society and get a glimpse of everyone else's "normal." What a difference! Of course, we wouldn't change it for anything, but sometimes it is nice to just be a woman/wife, and leave your mommy hat at home. Happy SITS Day!